Shading the sky: little girl

Chapter 15, Chaos

This news is even more unbelievable than what he said before.

Just a fragment, is it so terrifying?

A little girl who has no strength to restrain a chicken can kill all the saints, and even the saint king has fallen. It has never been seen in the ages. Even if it is just a fragment, it is definitely a treasure that is rare to see in ten thousand years.

Anything connected with immortals should not be underestimated.

Everyone was talking loudly in the tavern, but what they didn't know was that the protagonist of the story they were talking about, the little girl who killed all the saint kings overnight, squatted in the middle of a group of little beggars, and They are no different.

His clothes were torn, and he was wearing only one shoe on his feet. His whole body was dirty, and even the two well-tied braids were so messy.

The past few months of wandering had made her suffer so much, and she had seen all the dangers in the world of mortals.

Without the protection of her elder brother and the others, how difficult it would be for a little girl living alone.

Curled up in the corner, looking at the little beggars who were so happy because they picked up a leftover steamed bun.

Girls don't know where to go.

Gently stroking the mask in her arms, the girl couldn't find the target.

He wanted to continue to practice, but there was no way to enter. The things his brother taught him had no resources, and there was no way to continue to practice.

What can she do now?

The stomach began to growl, and the little girl wanted to eat what her brother made.

Even though it's not very delicious, it's still the taste of my brother!
"What is this, I didn't expect you to hide such a good thing, hand it over quickly!!"

At this time, a young man who was equally dirty but looked a bit strong at first glance saw the bronze mask in the arms of the little girl.

If you stretch out your hand arrogantly, you will snatch it directly.

The strong young man didn't know what it was, but it looked like it was made of bronze, and it could be sold for money, so that he could have a good meal, all he needed to know was enough.

Those who live at the bottom show that the weak are the strong.

No one would care if a little beggar's things were robbed?
No one would care about the boy who robbed him.

He raised his head, a pair of big black eyes, staring at this majestic young man indifferently.

"Don't be ignorant of flattery."

The little girl's gaze made him a little uncomfortable, and he, who was used to being overbearing, subconsciously slapped her.

It was instantly shattered, and blood flowed all over the ground. Under the exclamation of a group of beggars around, the somewhat sturdy boy turned into a puddle of blood.

Not everyone can touch the bronze mask in the little girl's arms.

It was once stained with the blood of the holy king, and even the supreme beings in those restricted areas fell, and the blood remained on it.

The little girl just put the mask on the boy's hand just before he raised his hand to hit her, and the strong boy was directly turned into a puddle of blood by the curse and ominousness wrapped around the mask.

Wisps of the original energy of life floated up, and slowly melted into the little girl's body, making her sea of ​​bitterness, which had already been somewhat dry, once again turbulent.

That's my brother's Tao. My brother wants to plunder the essence of all things to live forever, but that's just an unfinished product.

It turned into a seed, firmly rooted in the little girl's sea of ​​suffering, waiting to take root and germinate, to bloom the most gorgeous flower.

It has also become the most suitable path to becoming a fairy when a little girl with a mortal body grows up.

But this is always an unfinished road. It can lay a solid foundation for the little girl and make up for the insufficiency of the innate mortal body, but the road ahead can only be walked by the little girl herself.

No one can help her, and there is no one in this world who can help her.

It's like watching a monster, being stared at by those little beggars.

The little girl indifferently put on the bronze mask that seemed to be crying but not crying and half smiling.

Turned around and left here directly.

Her whereabouts have been exposed, and there will be great terror coming soon. She wants to leave here as soon as possible while there is still some short time.

Running in the alleys is like a little mouse running away.

The little girl wearing a bronze mask hid everywhere, and soon, a big hand that covered the sky fell from the sky, erasing the area where she was just now.

Wearing a bronze mask and hiding in the crevices of the stones, the little girl watched the scene indifferently, and then quietly crawled back after waiting a day and a night.

The town was destroyed because of her, and it also became an opportunity for her to become stronger.

The source of life invisible to the naked eye then lit up and merged into the body of the little girl who crept back quietly, causing her sea of ​​suffering to set off waves of monstrous waves.

Curled into a ball in pain, the little girl's body twisted, but she calmed down quickly.

No matter how appropriate it is, it is always someone else's way!
It is impossible for the little girl to copy it completely, she can only use her body to try again and again, to adapt to that way and become her own way.

Among the erased ruins, the little girl picked up a token.

There is nothing else on it, only one word xian.

She doesn't know what it is?But she still seriously put the token with the first characters in her somewhat tattered little package.

Everything around has been erased, only this piece of token is still good, although I don't know what it is for, it should be a good thing.

What her brother taught her is that there is always a use for anything unusual, so keep it first, that's right.

The stomach is no longer hungry, and the little girl who has absorbed the life essence of a small town no longer needs to look for food again.

The energy in her body was enough to make her feel like the next big city with people.

To open up the sea of ​​bitterness, to cultivate the fountain of life, to build a divine bridge, to reach the other shore, these are the divisions of the four realms of Lunhai.

My brother once said that at the moment when he opened up the sea of ​​suffering, he took one step forward and reached the other shore.

But the little girl couldn't imitate her elder brother to do that, her cultivation talent was really too bad.

Even with the seeds of my brother's Dao, I'm still just swimming in the sea of ​​suffering.

There is no sign of cultivating the spring of life at all.

Someone is fighting again.

The small body hid in a pit, looking at the two figures fighting in the sky, the little girl could only wait there silently, and had no intention of going around.

Because this is really a very unwise move, and the corpse next to it is a good proof of all this.

In the battle of the powerful, they don't care about the life and death of mortals, and they don't care about the suitability of the ants that break in.

The aftermath of their attack is not something mortals can bear.

This world is becoming more and more chaotic. The Yuhua Dynasty, which occupies more than half of the Zhongzhou area, is now like a tiger that has lost its claws and claws, and has begun the final trapped beast.

The failure of the Immortal Cauldron Project caused the entire Zhongzhou to be in chaos, and people could be seen fighting and looting all the time, causing the entire land of Zhongzhou to fall into a mess of chaotic flames of war.

(End of this chapter)